Once You Lose Someone It Is Never

We're All Taking On Too Much, We're All Asking Too Much Of Ourselves. We're All Wishing We Could Do More, And Therefore Just Doing More.

I Did Not Know Him, I Knew My Idea Of Him.

The Older I Get, The More I See The Power Of That Young Woman, My Mother.

To Me, The Mind Seems To Be Spread Out In The Whole Body - The Senses Are Part Of The Brain. I Guess They're Not Where The Thinking Is Done.

There Is Something In Me Maybe Someday To Be Written; Now It Is Folded, And Folded, And Folded, Like A Note In School.